I May Be Cheep But Not Easy
I am not easy to be friends with, I admit that. I can’t pretend things are ok when they aren’t. I can’t suck things up just to make things easier for other people. I know I’m not easy but I do try to keep things to myself and not burden others, as best as I can. My own problems are the same problems I’ve had as long as I can remember, no need to rehash them.
Me being social isn’t a guarantee. I have always had issues with socializing and lately it’s worse than ever. Some situations stress me out more than others, I wish I could pinpoint why. I am working on this everyday, or rather working on myself in hopes I don’t have to live my entire life this way.
If not being able to come to events all the time means I am a bad friend then I have to accept that. I love my friends dearly but it isn’t fair to pressure me into doing things because everyone else is. I’m not everyone else. I can’t make myself be who you think I should be. I would never ask you to be anyone but who you are. I never will.